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Adóro te devóte, látens Déitas, Quæ sub his figúris vere látitas, Tíbi se cor méum tótum súbjicit, Quia Te contémplans tótum déficit. |
O Godhead hid, devoutly I adore Thee, / Who truly art within the forms before me; / To Thee my heart I bow with bended knee, / As failing quite in contemplating Thee. |
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Vísus, táctus, gústus in te fállitur, Sed audítu sólo túto créditur: Crédo quídquid díxit Déi Fílius: Nil hoc vérbo Veritátis vérius. |
Sight, touch, and tast in Thee are each deceived; / The ear alone most safely is believed. / I believe all the Son of God has spoken : / Than Truth's own word there is no trucer token. |
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In crúce latébat sóla Déitas, At hic látet simul et humánitas: Ambo tamen crédens atque cónfitens, Péto quod petívit látro paénitens |
God only on the Corss lay hid from view, / But here lies hid at once the manhood too : / And I, in both professing my believe, / Make the same prayer as the repentant thief. |
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Plágas, sicut Thómas, non intúeor: Déum tamen méum te confíteor: Fac me tíbi semper mágis crédere, In te spem habére, te dilígere. |
Thy wounds, as Thomas saw, / I do not see; / Yet Thee confess my Lord and God to be. / Make me blieve Thee ever more and more, / In Thee my hope, in Thee my love to store. |
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O memoriále mórtis Dómini! Pánis vívus vítam praéstans hómini! Praésta méæ ménti de te vívere, Et te ílli semper dúlce sápere. |
O Thou, memorial of our Lord's own dying! / O living bread, to mortals life supplying! / Make Thou my soul henceforth on Thee to live; / Ever a taste of heavenly sweetness give. |
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Píe pellicáne, Jésu Dómine! Me immúndum múnda túo Sánguine: Cújus úna stílla sálvum fácere Tótum múndum quit ab ómni scélere. |
O loving Pelican! O Jesu Lord! / Unclean I am, but cleanse me in Thy Blood : / Of which a single drop, for sinners spilt, / Can purge the entire world from all its guilt. |
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Jésu, quem velátum nunc aspício, Oro fíat íllud quod tam sítio, Ut Te reveláta cérnens fácie, Vísu sim beátus túæ glóriæ. |
Jesu! whom for the present veiled I see, / What I so thirst for, oh, vouchasafe to me : / That I may see Thy countenance unfolding, / And may be blest Thy glory in beholding. |
| ** | Amen. | Amen. |